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Olive sighed, and slouched in her chair. Then, she had an idea. She opened up the books, and since they were her's, she could do whatever she wanted with them. She doodle griffins and hippogriffs flying over the sunset. She drew wands, hats, ghosts, dragons, and all kinds of magical things.
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"Just, don't do that again," Victoria said, sighing. She led SunWing back to the stable and went back to the class. "I guess we will just have to learn about them," She said.
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